Haley came down to the armory.
“Are you guys doing anything?” Haley asked.
“Nope, all my puppets are done and ready,” Yosef said and took out his mannequin controller.
“What the fuck? Were you just entire time…..”Joan yelled out mad.
“Wasting your time, yes.”
“Good, both of you come with me. We have a mission,” Haley said and dragged both Joan and Yosef along with her.
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Haley, Yosef and Joan were walking on the streets of the capital. They took a turn to the district that was in control of one of the grey skin gangs.
“So what are we supposed to do here in this dump,” Joan said looking around the new slums of the city.
“This dump is where both I and Rufus grew up. It also is now home to a gang that sells food for the locals at a much higher price and threatens the humans that live in this neighborhood. We are here to stop them,” Haley explained.
“And so we go and destroy this gang and wait for a new one to pop up and take their place. Sounds good,” Yosef sarcastically noted.
“We won’t let a power vacuum appear. We will bring an old useful organization back from the grave to fill in this void. The black rat gang.”
"The black what?" Yosef asked.
"The black rat gang. A notorious crime organization that used to rule the capitals underworld," Joan explained.
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"A ruthless organization, that took care of the people when the central government didn't. Also, an organization that I was a part of and what you with your knights brutally massacred. So I won't be having any backtalk."
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The three of them were in front of a bar that the grey skin gangs used as their base of operations.
“Alright, time to test out your abilities puppeteer. Go and make those gangsters submit to us or take care of them,” Haley noted and pointed at the bar.
“Uhmmm….Can you read that sign? Only grey skins I believe it says and also, why should I?”
“Because I say so. As Rufus said if you want your cushy life to continue you better do your part,” Haley scolded.
Yosef sighed and walked toward the bar. He opened the door and saw tens of scary-looking grey skins.
“So uhmm…. Would any one of you want to submit to us willingly?”
All the grey skin gangsters started to take out weapons while looking fiercely at Yosef.
“Oh yeah, forgot. They don’t speak the same language as the humans,” Yosef sarcastically said to himself.
Yosef touched his necklace that had four tiny puppets hanging on it. The four puppets started to glow and grew larger.
The grey skins attacked Yosef with small knives and swords. As they advanced toward him the puppets themselves attacked them back. The one with the sword wielded his weapon like a true master swordsman. The one with the glaive cut down all the enemies in front of him with just a single swing. The last puppet with a battleax crushed all its enemies with ease including tables that happen to come in its way.
The puppets were masterfully controlled by Yosef who waved his marionette controller around like a madman. They moved fast and with just one pull they almost flew through the air helping each other. It was like looking at a well rehearsed dance.
When one grey skin struck with a sword at a puppet it just made a clunk sound with the puppet then staring right at him turning its head completely around. It then stabbed the grey skin with its own sword and threw the grey skin away with ease. The puppets felt no pain nor were it easy to destroy them with their strong iron armor around them.
Still one of the grey skin was able to sneak past the puppets and lunged at Yosef who was too slow to dodge it.
Quickly Joan stepped forward and saved Yosef from the attacker. She stabbed the grey skin through its chest with her large sword and then shook the corpse off of it.
“Why aren’t you using your fourth puppet?” Joan asked.
“Oh, you mean Mike? I told you already that I haven’t figured out what weapon to weapon to give him that would identify him?”
“Wasn’t he Bob?”
“Yeah, I am still thinking of a good name.”